He laughed and told me that was what guys do and he did too. Well, that was a relief because I was going to ask him how long do guys do that. He assur...d me guys do it for a very long time even as they get old. Well, I had trousers to buy and we picked out a pair and they had to be altered so I followed Jack back to the alteration room. He told me to slip them on and he would measure my inseam for cuffs. Back then that was normal. So, I slipped out of my jeans and stood there in my tighty. ‘Let me see. You’ll be wining and dining, and hobnobbing with the next Prime Minister of England, while I’m putting the ‘girls’ through their paces at the aerobics class? Doesn’t seem fair?’ Thomas grunted as she rubbed her toned ass back along the length of his cock. Everything about the aerobics instructor’s body was hard and fit. ‘You…’ he began, stopping himself as another low moan involuntarily escaped his lips. ‘You know you prefer taking that class,’ he mumbled. ‘In fact, I’m beginning. I had a sudden feeling of confidence and even of mastery over the older woman, and began to piston the vibrator in and out of her with vigour and relentless determination. She looked at me wide-eyed, hardly believing her luck, and began to gasp: ‘Oh migod! do me, oh! do me hard, do it harder, harder!’ I repositioned myself for a better angle, looked her straight in the eye, and to her further arousal I said: ‘I’m gonna do you, you fucking snotty bitch, I’m gonna make you cum, cum for me, you. ” He grabbed her hips again and started to pound her even harder. “Don’t let that pussy get lonely.” His groans got louder as she spread herself open and started to finger herself, watching him watching her. “Tell me what it tastes like.” She slid a finger deep inside herself, then back out and held it up so they could both see it glisten in the guttering candle light. She sucked all of it into her mouth and closed her eyes, reveling in the soapy, tangy, smooth flavor that was her and her.